How many Martial Bones?
Su Ye did not hide it. He casually typed on the screen and hit send.
Sixteen Martial Bones
Those three words made the other side fall silent at once. Su Ye could see "The other party is typing..." repeatedly appearing above.
But it was a full minute before the message came through.
Zhang Yuan: ???
Zhang Yuan: Brother Ye, are you serious?? You're not joking with me?!!
Su Ye: Really. I just Tempered them. I'm going to shower, so let's talk later.
Inside Heavenly Pill Pavilion, Zhang Yuan stared blankly at the cracked screen of his phone.
Brother Ye had startled him so badly that he dropped his phone, but his shock outweighed his heartache!
"What happened?" Zhang Jing looked over. Seeing the drastic change in his son's expression, he was curious.
"Brother Ye... Brother Ye said he Tempered sixteen Martial Bones."
"What?!" Zhang Jing's expression changed abruptly as well.
Sixteen Martial Bones!
A large portion of Heavenly Pill Pavilion's customers were high school seniors every year.
Therefore, he knew perfectly well what it meant to Temper sixteen Martial Bones just over a month into the school year!
"A tempering speed enough to rival the direct descendants of the Four Great Families?"
He could not help falling silent as he digested his shock.
Zhang Yuan beside him was even more shaken. He had only Tempered eight Martial Bones so far!
And that was only because he had been diligently cultivating lately and constantly swallowing pills!
"Monster! What a monster!"
"Dual Cultivation in alchemy and martial arts, yet he's achieved such terrifying attainments in both!"
Zhang Yuan was completely convinced!
If he had once felt something like, "I want my brother to do well, but I'm afraid he'll buy a Land Rover," then once the gap had